I Think He Was Actually Drooling...

...my husband that is. I saw him bite his fist and inhale a quivering breath in anticipation of the good that no doubt awaited.

Today, he took my van to have a really nice gadget installed. We swapped vehicles at midday and he helped me set up my new BlueTooth. It talks. It mutes the radio when you have a call. It has a very tiny color screen and an easy-to-reach-while-driving control knob. It absorbed my phone's memory in a style reminiscent of Mr. Spock's Vulcan mind meld. It is awesome.

When he saw it in action, he was envious and visibly thrilled.